more of a traveling journal

[Rev. Allen M. Drago ~ Traveler]

Wulf clan Cat clan the two oldest clans other than our self. The old stories state we taught the Wulf to howl and the Cat to purr. Gifts promised to them For their help to us. And Justly so.

Wulf swift, deadly, night hunters who stood over our lairs many a century. Barking as a common dog when danger came. Were taught to howl or sing if you wish to the night sky For things they wish and warning to others. The story is long For Starclaws a She-wulf was the first to sing/howl learn and was taught by a long wise Forest dweller of our kind.

Perhaps I will some day Find that Story and tell it to you. Cat silent, proud, unique, who helped us Find things and lived with us as friend were given the gift of purring the expression of gratitude and thankfulness was for special touch and kindness they had shown us. The First escapes my mind now but I will Find the story told long ago about a saber toothed panther cub. Who was the First to make a Black dragon show this gift of feeling and joy. A story that has been long put away as has the other one also.

Our strength is in our knowledge and our way of life. Most live a solitude life. Choose companions few and far between Some crave knowledge and travel within man’s domain. Others, wait for time to be still only wasting away. But some of us gather knowledge, teach what we find and learn new things constantly. There are so few of us left. So few able to communicate with man, few who remember the old Codes and ways. Fewer still who actively practice them. There are many places that hold our stories told by man and more told by us. So many ideas and ways washed away in man wars and conquests. No longer can we sit by and let man destroy us and this world. Yes there came a few who would try to care. And fewer still who actually do what they feel to do. And even some who see us as friends. Wise old ones who they wish to contact and know more about. And yet these only want what so few already have deep within them. The power of our kind to use.

Man is ignorant of the meaning of us of the dragons. The same way they are ignorant of the meaning of the universe. but there is something in our image the fit’s man’s imagination, and this may account for their accounting of our appearances in so many different places periods and forms. which they picture in Lore and art of their mind and talent.

[Black Angus Silverleaf]

Dragons may have taught the dogs to bark and the cats to pur...but the Coyote's pranks gave them (dragons) their demeanor! Hehe